"She pretends it doesn't hurt when Camila pulls away with a gasp, lipstick smeared over both of their lips to a point where they can't tell who has whose lipstick on their mouths, and says, 'fuck you Lauren, I'm not into girls.' She's not naive. It doesn't hurt. (Except it does, it does and it does, until Lauren can't feel her extremities anymore)." (cover by @slothtato)

"And every cell in her body is screaming ‘touch her, touch her,’ but Lauren was a work of art and Camila could not ruin her. She’d already done enough of that."

( completed ) She'd been providing for herself since the age of fourteen when her parents had died tragically in a car accident. But now, two years later at the age of sixteen, she finally has a place to call home. Camila was shy. Very, extremely, inevitably, shy. She didn't answer the door when there was a knock or barely responds when spoken to and the only personal information that Lauren knew about her was that she adored books. The Jauregui's had a few problems themselves but Camila was no harm and kept to herself. Yeah... that's not what quite happens. | some gentle reminders | - i don't own this story - it is simply a conversion from a stydia fanfiction that i read when i was 11 - full credit goes to @/stydiaHAShappened [she's the og] - trashy story cover by me

Sure, they shared the same womb, but they couldn't have turned out any more different than they have. Lauren Jauregui has always been the dark, brooding one, whereas her sister has always been one for the light and attention. She doesn't mind, really, she's used to it. But there's one exception, just one. And for once, she wishes to be seen. Cover Art by SLOTHTATO

You're Lauren Jauregui. You danced the part of Clara in The Nutcracker for the first time when you were thirteen years old. You've already done two winter seasons of Swan Lake even though you're only sixteen. You've topped all of your classes since the moment you started them. For fuck's sake, you didn't even have to audition for the Fonteyn Academy for Classical and Contemporary Ballet, that's how good you are. - and no one, not even this girl that dances barefoot to Italian music, is going to take it away from you. // "I'm not into girls." "I'm not into you." // 'una somma di piccolo cose' - niccolò fabi

A gay soldier and a straight civilian celebrate Veterans Day. *Warning* MATURE CONTENT **This is a Converted Fic and all Rights and Credits go to SweetestThing on Literotica

You're right, the cover's ugly, try reading the writing. It's a beautiful mess. Short camren one-shot! please read it🥺

New to New York City, the quirky artist, Camila Cabello finds out what it really means to shed light on someone. Especially when that someone is notorious blind girl, Lauren Jauregui. She's a mystery upon herself, and Camila is determined to break the mystery and hear her story. But she might do more than just that. Also, the cover for my story isn't mine. It's done by the amazing bows-n-beanies on tumblr. :)

When Lauren finds a seemingly cute puppy by the side of the road, she decides to take it in. Convincing her other roommate to let them keep such a cute pup with wolf-like features wasn't hard, but when they wake up in the morning to find its not a dog, or wolf for that matter, things get a little complicated. Camila has such a natural instinct of being over protective, curious, and over all, oblivious to most things. Though she's a quick learner, Lauren struggles to help Camila fit in.

Everyone had a bucket list, Camila's just included Lauren...and a dead girl. [ Cover art made by this fabulous person---> bows-n-beanies.tumblr.com ]